So about my hair...

I cut it all off! Well, almost all of it.

Alright folks. Don't get angry. It was time. My hair had gotten too long, was way too hot for the Italian heat and humidity, and was only going to be an annoyance as classes (and 12 hour days of physical activity) began. So off it went!

Here's the before photo (with some apprehension, of course...):

After Francesca did the honors of cutting most of it off in chunks, I did the first round of clipping...

While Francesca (who was in charge of the camera) took artistic photos. This one included for her. There's an ant in there...somewhere:

She also took started taking emo/artsy "in progress" shots, so I decided to take one and do my OWN version of Hipstamatic:

Pretty sweet teamwork, huh?

Rob, who is a hair-clipper veteran, took over to even things out.

And do some detail work:

It's all gone!!!

Cutting hair outside means you don't have to clean up! The grass does it for you!

The aftermath...

The final product! I have not regretted it for an instant. it is so nice to not have to deal with it!

Thoughts?